and tickets at the opera are dear, unless you
stand up. As we said before, you must cut them, or

'If you are a little man,
Not big enough for that,'

you must try to have them arrested as soon as they arrive, as disturbers
of domestic peace, and confined in the Tombs during the whole of their
intended stay. If the Legislature sat in New-York instead of in a _country
city_, they would pass some law similar to the South Carolina free-black
law, confining all rural visitors, or at least making those liable to an
indictment for false pretences, who claim acquaintance with the 'people of
the whirlpool.'

'If it were only for once, one might ask all his _rats des champs_ to meet
one another at a Tea. This might be amusing, if the jest did not grow
painful by repetition. There is no reciprocity in your dealings with such
invitees. You will probably never again reach their Siberian settlement,
whereas they come to town three times a year! It is not fair. It is a base
cheat. How can they be so ungenerous and illiberal as to accuse you of
neglect and ingratitude for not cultivating them when in the city? They
might as well abuse you for not having a green-house! This doctrine of
ours is so clearly reasonable, that all people of any breeding admit its
truth, and act accordingly. You may stay a week at a country-seat, and
need make no acknowledgments of any kind to the owner thereof in his
town-house; whereas a dinner in the city is a debt of honor, which must be
paid. This is a well settled law. Not that your obligation is by any means
cancelled. It is not dead, but dormant. Next summer you will feel deep
gratitude for the kindness you received during the last; but no such
indebtedness is payable in urbanity. GEORGE SELWYN met in St.
James-street, London, a man whom he had known very well in Bath, and
passed steadily by him without a look of recognition. His acquaintance
followed him, and said: 'Sir, you knew me very well in Bath.' 'Well, Sir,'
replied SELWYN, 'in Bath I may possibly know you again.' Farewell.

ANOTHER 'PELLET' FROM JULIAN.--Not a word is necessary by way of
introduction to the ensuing passages from an epistle lately received from
our esteemed friend and correspondent JULIAN. Happy husband of a happy
wife and happier mother! Happy father! may his joy never be less: 'We are
in the country! When you write this way, say 'To the care of ---- ----,
Esq.', for we are designedly three miles from post-offices a